It's in a stony glare
It's up the creaky stairway

We sat in the wicker chair

You know the one we used to share

And it's just the kind of thing that we don't talk about anymore

Remember when your sister was young

She wore a ring in her tongue

Got shown the door by your mum

And now she has a 5 year old son

And it's just the kind of thing that she won't talk about anymore

I'll bet you wouldn't believe me

If I whispered in your ears and said

I can see a pink elephant

and it's standing on the corner of the bed
You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head

You were a girl, you weren't sure

You cared for your family anymore

Looked for the mother you had before

And it shook them all to the core
And it's just the kind of thing that you don't talk about anymore

I recall your friend back home

She brought up a kid on her own

But he died before he had grown

So she gave you all the clothes that she'd sewn

And it's just the kind of thing that she don't talk about anymore

I'll bet you wouldn't believe me

If I whispered in your ear and said
I can see a pink elephant

and it's standing on the corner of the bed
I'll bet you wouldn't believe me

If I whispered in your ear and said

I can see a pink elephant

and it's standing on the corner of the bed

You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head

You'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head

Yeah, you'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your head

Yeah, you'll just smile and roll your eyes to the back of your